Tonight we were trying something different."Why do I feel like this is more about teaching me lesson about myfetishes than it is about us exploring ou... sexuality?" I asked nervously."It can be both," she said, smiling."That's not reassuring."I felt the cold plastic pressed against my chest. I looked down, and theincongruous breast stuck to my chest. It's partner was then stuck to theother side, and Marissa reached for her phone to activate them."I feel ridiculous," I said.I was about to reach. It seemingly did not matter at this point, I really wanted him to get off. Maybe, if I did it right this nightmare I was in would end. He pushed his cock back down to my mouth, I took it back in and started to suck him with a flourish, still pumping him with my hand while my other hand cradled his ball sack. He was encouraging me the whole time, calling me a cocksucker, bitch, faggot, and anything else he could think of, somehow it made me work him harder. He finally knocked my hand away,. She too isstunned. Her shoulder length auburn hair is gone. She now had a severewedged bob, a soft strawberry colored bob. She has bangs to her midforehead and I think they're a cream color. She's buzzed up the nape ofthe neck to the base of her skull. Her hair drops sharply, cuttingdiagonally across her ears ending at a point by her chin. Her exposedear is ringed in small hoops. She must have 8 to 10 piercing on the ear. Her left nostril also has a silver loop. The buzz also looks. “Ever since that dam phone call mom had been barking orders to the cook and the maid saying that they had to get the house in order because her fair haired brother was coming home.” She thought as she pulled her new red sports car into the airport parking lot. Eighteen year old Anita looked stunning as she walked through the airport. Her five foot six inch frame at one hundred five pounds always turned heads when ever she entered a room, not to mention her long flowing red hair and soft green.